Will write text shortly, when I can switch this to neighborhood only.
So today just before 1 pm, I was very hungry. I had forgotten to grab breakfast this morning (due to oversleeping... my life has clearly changed when 6:45 am is "oversleeping"), and had only managed a piece of gum so far in the day. So I go to the kitchen, grab my can of veggie soup and a bowl.
I open the can and start to pour it into the bowl. About half way through doing this, I realize that the soup is not going to fit in the bowl. I continue to pour anyway, and my mind wanders to something else. About three quarters of the way through, I hit the bowl's capacity, and realize with a jolt that I should stop pouring. So I do. I look at the completely full bowl. I look at my can with a fourth of the soup still in it. I wonder what I should do. I don't want to waste the extra soup. And actually I'm hungry. And I want to eat that extra soup, dammit. So I am going to put it in the bowl, be damned!
With no concern for the aftermath, I pour the rest of the soup into the bowl.
Now what did I think would happen? Did I think the bowl would grow? That it was only deceiving me by looking full and that it would actually accommodate the rest of my soup?
No, I believe that I just wanted to eat the soup and to eat it, I needed to put it into the bowl. The laws of space do not apply to my soup bowls. Except that, in a shocking turn of events, they do. And soupy carnage splashes all over the counter tops, wasting the soup I so wanted to consume.
Dammit.
In the epic battle of Mac vs. PC, it's never been left to guessing which side I'm on. I've had a Mac in my house as long as I can remember, and have always enjoyed sparring with die hard PC users (Ashish!).
However, as I am currently sitting on the Riverwalk in New Orleans (in the Plaza de Espana), I would appear to any onlooker to be a PC user. Damn. It seems that my love of all things Apple is limited. First, when I got a new phone a few weeks ago (dropped mine in the hot tub), I shunned the idea of an iPhone and instead opted for a Blackberry. THEN, I got a new Dell at work. Granted, I don't have the option to use a Mac at work, but I find that now I am more likely to tote around the new Dell than my MacBook. It's smaller, it's lighter, it has awesome battery life and (probably the most relevant point), it has a wireless broadband card.
Do you have a wireless broadband card? Because you should. It's amazing. It's wonderful. It's maybe my favorite thing ever this week. How do people live without it? I just don't know. Apparently the ability to click around aimlessly (or even with aim) on the internet while sitting by the river is strong enough to pull me to the dark side. *sigh* I'm not as strong as I pretended to be.
(ps, as quick updates on my life: I have recently turned a quarter-century OLD and am living in New Orleans for the next month. There are many things I have to say about both of these things, but whether or not I will get around to writing about them remains to be seen)
If anyone needs any guidance on birthday presents for me (you have just over 2 weeks!), try this. Awesome.
KTHXBYE
Will write text shortly, when I can switch this to neighborhood only.
Do you remember those logic puzzles from elementary school? You know, like "Edna is standing next to Brian. the person in the blue shirt is not next to the person in the green shirt. Rachel isn't wearing green. Jason is taller than Brian." etc, and you have to figure out what color shirt everyone is wearing, their relative heights, and what order they are standing in?
Well I rocked those logic puzzles. I would go through them really fast, and my answers were always right. However, the part where I got stuck was then the teacher would ask me to explain to everyone else how I arrived at my answer. I was always confused by this. Both because I didn't think I should have to explain when I was right, and also because I couldn't actually explain why I was right, I just knew I was. I seemed to naturally skip a lot of middle steps that my brain did without instruction, so if I tried to go back over it step by step, I'd get stuck.
Anyway, this project I'm working on at work reminds me of those logic puzzles, except with plane tickets, a time axis, 37 calendars, soft requirements like "Rachel would kind of prefer to stand next to Jason, if possible.", and no guarantee there even is a right answer.
It kind of makes my head spin, but I think I'm actually figuring it out. I just hope no one asks me to justify the final product.
this was fine in the morning when i was working from home, but now i have to go into the office. so i'm going.
in jeans, a wife beater and pigtails.
i'm all about looking professional.
I received an email in my personal inbox today (via my publicly accessible email address that copies to my personal inbox) from a name I didn't recognize. This isn't entirely surprising, but the content was strange. The subject was "then and now", and the content, a single line...
"hi emily: which one do you think is more 'cute'?"
There were two files attached, and I was presumably to choose between the two. I clicked around a bit to make sure they were image files and not embedded with anthrax or something, but then curiosity got the better of me.
The first image was of a child, maybe 8 years old. It was a school picture, probably from the early 80s judging by the style/clothing. The child is not particularly cute.
The second image was what I assumed is a current photo of the former child. It was a quite poorly produced photo of what appears to be quite an unattractive man. It wasn't dirty, thankfully, but I have to wonder... what response can he possibly expect from this missive?
In the event that I were to ever seek attention by randomly emailing out unsolicited photos of myself to publicly accessible email addresses, I would make an at least vague attempt to look attractive in said photos. I would... oh, never mind, I can't even say "I would" because I just... wouldn't.
It does remind me of the guy who stalked me in the cemetery in an attempt to get my attention. Similarly, I am baffled in this situation as to what the ideal outcome could possibly be.
My co-worker suggests that I respond to the email with exaggerated interest. I chose to just delete the email and block the address. Apparently I have no sense of adventure.
yep. so if any of you have an address to the aforementioned party, i would be appreciative.
If you could go back and change one thing you've done in your life, what would it be?
Submitted by Devinoid.
Many years ago, there was a friend who needed my help, but he didn't ask me for it. I pretended that technicality freed me from personal responsibility to our friendship and to him.
]]>If you could teleport to any place in the world right this second, where would you go?
morningside heights.